Dry Bowser and Toadette were hanging out with the Ice Climber duo again. Popo and Nana were playing pong yet again while inside a snowy cave as it was blowing harshly outside, with Nana this time being the loser as Popo cheered.

"I can't believe it!" Nana gasped and turned to Popo in disbelief. "I seriously cannot believe this shit happened to me! Just how did you beat me, dude!?"

"Just like you said..." Popo remarked to Nana in a smug tone for he folded his arms. "...it pays to know how to play the game."

"Gosh, I didn't think that the Ice Climbers would be so competitive." Toadette commented.

Dry Bowser chuckled. "You clearly don't know them all that much if you don't think so."

"Well bro, I do hope you thought about what I said regarding the pong paddles." Nana stated while shaking her head. "They have feelings, too. A lot of 'em."

"You gotta stop reading life into every fucking thing, sis, cause it's not healthy." Popo replied, starting to scratched his butt. "Never mind the fact that no one would write stories about pong, of all things. Do you even take the ball itself into consideration?"

As Nana was going to comment, the entire cavern began shaking violently as the Ice Climbers were crushed inside while Dry Bowser and Toadette were able to escape, with a giant pixelated white pong ball appearing out in the harsh blizzard as it chuckled.

"Who said the story had to make sense?" Replied the pixel pong ball as it floated away into the snowy sky.

Toadette let out a big bassy fart as she sighed of relief. "That's a good point."

"No it's not you idiot." Dry Bowser brushed the snow off his bones.